In the eye of the hurricane
The little ones looks the same
The sacred and the profane
Walking the line between the sane & insane
So different yet so alike,
A smile that hides the pain
All they want is to break the chain
No more emotional drain
No more mental drain
Don�t be a runaway train
Time to bear up under the strain

Crying in the rain where
Tears fall like rain drops
All we saw was a soft summer rain
The hidden messages left unsaid
Questions still remain
A sense of dread
Prayers left unanswered
Like burning candles in the rain

It�s the time of the year
Where good Samaritans , pour their affection
To help the needy to gain strength
Strength that comes from knowing
Lead feelings to keep growing
and the little hope to keep them going

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